Archive for October, 2006
1) Two of my long lost friends from High School came to visit me. I hadn’t seen them in eight and ten years (respectively) and it was as if we had seen each other six months ago. It was great. We had a lot of fun.
2) The Bucs beat the Eagles. The Bucs beat the Eagles in the last 4 seconds of the game on a 62 yard field goal while there were seven (well five, the twins were wearing their jerseys, but they weren’t really paying attention) Tampa Bay fans in my living room. We were screaming so loud that we made Ian cry. I felt kind of bad about the crying part, but I’m still glad they won.
3) Gabe made some really good barbecue.
4) On Sunday morning the kids slept until after 8:00 am.
5) I beat Metro Dad in fantasy football.
(Okay, I totally admit this post was just a huge ploy to gloat about beating Pierre. It would have been posted closer to the actual weekend, but I’ve been trying since Tuesday to figure out how to post the scoreboard which I am clearly incapable of doing but the score was 83 – 71 if you were wondering.)
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4:38 pm |
I have mentioned before that Gabe and I have a tradition of giving out cards for the wrong occasion or cards in foreign languages. The goal is never to get anything touching or appropriate but to get a good laugh. Our anniversary was a week and a half ago. Unfortunately, I was sick that day so Gabe came home with two cards.
One card was in braille. It was my “Get Well Soon” card.
The other one was my anniversary card. Mark was over here the other day and he thought that my anniversary card from Gabe was funny enough to take a video of and then post on his video blog. Mark also got a huge kick out of what Gabe wrote in it.
Now that you’ve seen it, you can imagine how much The Goon Squad loves this card. What you couldn’t possibly imagine is how many times I’ve heard the first 20 seconds of “The Final Countdown” in the past 10 days. Ian will just walk around with the card and open it up over and over and over again.
On a non-card related note, Claudia is sound asleep sitting up on the couch in her jacket, sunglasses and a string of silver beads that includes skulls and crossbones on it that my friend Angie brought to the kids from a Bucs game. I’m just going to let her sleep like that. At least she is napping.
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2:34 pm |
Those thieving bitches over at Bitacle have now stolen my stuff too (if you are reading this on Bitacle, please stop supporting them now.)
I felt bad for the bloggers that this was happening to, but I figured I wasn’t cool enough to be on their radar. Apparently I was mistaken. I am much cooler than I suspected.
While we are on the subject of stealing, I totally stole this picture from the Sierra Nevada website. I figured they wouldn’t mind too much because I just ripped it off so that I could tell you that I just bought a six pack of it and it is damn tasty.
This is a non-paid, non-solicited advertisement. I just love beer.
While we are on the subject of solicited advertisements, my new buddy Charlie (yes, THE Charlie, the one who was giving bloggers free portable DVD players a while back) sent us a package of Reynolds Fun Shapes.
The kit I got also came with a disposable camera so that we could participate in a photo contest that they are running.
The kit was adorable. They sent stars, hearts and little ghost shapes for Halloween.
I took the Goon Squad out to the store and we bought a brownie mix to use then we came home and started the project.
Here is what I learned:
1) Two year olds are a little young for baking.
2) My kids LOVE to take pictures with disposable cameras.
3) I love brownies.
Okay, technically I already knew I loved brownies. I didn’t get any good pictures because I was usurped as photographer, but the brownies themselves were very cute and delicious. I think these would be really fun if your kids were a little bit older, but mine didn’t seem to get it.
Then again my kids aren’t always the best barometer for what is normal. Today Claudia told me she had a problem and when I asked what her problem was she said “dancing” and then she did a little dance.
I don’t get it either.
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10:37 pm |
There is this other mom in The Goon Squad’s preschool class (you know what I mean. Her kid is in their class). She is beautiful. She is always well dressed and fully made up. Until a couple of days ago she was really really pregnant.
When I first met her I was thinking you’ve got to be kidding me. Who looks this good when they are hugely pregnant and has a two year old. Who has time to do their toenails and hair and makeup when they are 35 weeks pregnant? All of her maternity outfits were cute and they all matched. She was probably a cheerleader in high school. She seemed nice enough but I thought I would end up hating her.
It turns out she is great. She is really friendly and nice and funny and very laid back. I like her a lot, even though I would put down good money that she weighed less than I do now at 40 weeks pregnant.
So last Wednesday we are dropping the kids off at school and she says (very nonchalantly) “Yeah, I’m having contractions. They are about eight minutes apart.”
Another mom and I start freaking out. “OH MY GOD! HAVE YOU CALLED THE DOCTOR? GO TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW!” etc.
She says “No. I’ll call if they get closer together.”
The rest of us begin to make plans on what to do with her kid because clearly she won’t be around to pick him up in three hours.
Three Hours Later
We are all picking the kids up. In walks this woman who is in labor. “Hi.”
“Did you call the doctor?”
“No I went shopping. The contractions are still eight minutes apart.”
“How can you remain so calm?”
“I don’t know.”
Five Days Later
I walk into preschool. I am disheveled. I am carrying a screaming girl. It is raining and I don’t even know where the raincoats I bought for the kids are. I see the formerly pregnant Mom standing in the classroom looking gorgeous.
“So?” I say.
“It a girl.” she says “I had her on Friday.” And she gestures at this perfect little angel in some sort of Laura Ashley outfit with a matching hat. This baby is not crying. She is sleeping peacefully.
The other mothers and I are all stunned. I say “At this point I was still in the hospital. You look great.” All the other moms agree and we laugh about what wrecks we were and someone else says “My daughter is two and a half and I’m still not right.”
How can she be so together? I’m pretty sure that this woman is younger than me. Is it wrong that I want to be like her when I grow up?
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3:45 pm |
Karen wrote a post about how she used to be a big loser where she admits to going to a New Kids on the Block concert. After I got done laughing my ass off, I started thinking about concerts I have been to that might not have been that cool in retrospect.
For example, one time I went to go see Strutter. According to Strutter’s website they are “America’s #1 KISS Tribute Band”. 
Ahem. So, now that we are all clear who they are it should make it even funnier that the fake Paul Stanley reached down into the audience and put his guitar pick right down the front of my shirt. It’s true. You can ask Tammy. She was there. (In my defense it was even hysterical at the time.)
I also mentioned to Karen that one time I bruised my ribs at a Tesla concert.
Here is another gem. One time at a Cinderella concert, Jeff LeBar (Duh. he guitar player) sweat on me. I thought it was awesome.
Shut up. Like you were cool.
Oh, there are more. (Thank Ozzy that I can’t find a the picture of Lori and me dressed in black spandex mini dresses on our way to the Death Angel/Forbidden show, or you might be looking at it right now.) But I’m not giving them all up that easily. Your turn. Tell me about your embarrassing concerts.
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9:41 am |
